( Medical Poetry continued)
Gall bladder
I am a bladder with a gall( bile)
A little unknown, insignificant hollow organ
Always bullied by my elder brother the Liver
I live under his shade all my life
He is mighty and commanding and aristocratic
I am weak and small and miserable
The liver receives all the applause
And I live unnoticed in a corner of his house
He screams at me, I shy away
He throws at me some bile, I happy store it
I save, I concentrate, I enlarge
When the time is right, I give all that I have to the intestines
My life is a life of yogi, to live for others
All my life, I rhythmically contract to deliver
The bile to the intestines to digest the fats,
To live a life of peaceful meditation.
But take not me for granted,
Liver may be large, but I have the ‘gal’
I can explode into boldness and bitterness in a matter of minutes,
I appear meek, but I am mighty brave
I have lots of patience, but lots of stones too,
My one stone can block a passage ,
And even Alexander the Great will scream in pain.
I am a recluse, staying away from pomp and show
To spend my life in service and meditation
Do not angry me, do not disturb my peace
If I get red and angry and cry out,
You will walk through the portals of hell, on red hot charcoals.
I am the gall bladder, I am the gallbladder
I appear meek and weak
But I am the gall of the mighty
I am the gall of the brave.
( Dr Fazal Faroqui )
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